The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 974: Ning Fan… He’s Really Here?

Chapter 974: Chapter 974: Ning Fan... He’s Really Here?

These people were not weak, but they were no match for Ning Fan and his two companions.

Huo Erba’s body shone with intense golden light, as if a Golden Body Arhat descended to earth, waving his fists as he charged into the crowd.

Every punch he threw would severely injure a Feiyu Sect disciple.

Shuang’er’s speed was also incredibly fast, turning into a blur as she weaved through the crowd, and ordinary disciples couldn’t capture her figure at all.

Not to mention Ning Fan, who stormed in alone, tearing open a gap in the encirclement of disciples.

In front of the three of them, these outer sect disciples were like ants, easily crushed at will.

"Damn it, how are these guys so powerful?"

"We can’t stop them! Call the Young Master quickly!"

"Retreat! Retreat! Call the Young Master right now!"

Seeing the bloody scene before them, like a slaughterhouse, the outer sect disciples were utterly terrified.

Even some disciples had already started to flee, fearing being caught by Ning Fan.

As the situation worsened for them, these outer sect disciples had almost no ability to fight back, some fled, and some died, leaving no one on the stone steps soon.

Only the severely injured Shi Yunzi remained lying on the stone steps, his face showing sheer terror as he trembled looking at Ning Fan approaching.

"You, you, don’t kill me... If you kill me, the Young Master will definitely not let you go!"

Shi Yunzi, watching Ning Fan reach out towards him, panicked and tried to threaten.

However, Ning Fan simply picked him up from the ground and strode forward.

"I won’t kill you, I want you to witness with your own eyes how your Feiyu Sect is destroyed!"

Meanwhile, the outer sect disciples had already rushed up the steps to the front of the outer sect’s grand hall.

Between the stone steps and the grand hall, a formation separated the two areas.

As the last disciple entered the hall, everyone else let down their guard and watched Ning Fan approach with mocking faces.

"This formation was personally set up by the Sect Master, you won’t be able to break through with just your abilities!"

"You dare to trespass into Feiyu Sect, just wait for the Young Master to arrive, and it will be your end!"

"Prepare to die!"

The outer sect disciples said with a mocking tone.

Ning Fan looked at the people behind the formation, handed Shi Yunzi to Shuang’er, and then stepped up to the formation.

He slowly raised his right palm and struck out with a palm.

"Boom!"

Majestic Spiritual Energy burst forth from his palm, crashing into the formation with an unstoppable terrifying force.

The deafening roar exploded in an instant, and the invisible shockwave burst forth.

In the disbelieving gazes of the disciples, the formation they thought as solid as a mountain shattered in just a moment.

The light-bound forces scattered in mid-air and slowly drifted away with the wind.

Inside the grand hall, Zuo Chengjue was preparing to wed Su Qingcheng.

"It’s your honor to be my first betrothed," he said.

"Don’t worry, as long as you obediently serve as my cauldron, I will not ill-treat you."

Zuo Chengjue’s face was full of pride as if making Su Qingcheng his cauldron was the ultimate honor for her.

Su Qingcheng, dressed in a Phoenix Crown and Rosy Clouds Robe, stood expressionlessly beside Zuo Chengjue, looking utterly resigned to her fate.

But even so, deep down she felt a hint of unwillingness.

"Ning Fan... Yourong..."

"How wonderful it would be if you were by my side right now..."

Images of her past interactions with the two of them flashed through her mind, eventually forming into the visages of Ning Fan and Xu Yourong.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, and Su Qingcheng took a deep breath, dispelling all hope in her heart, ready to embrace death.

If her fate was to end like this, then why not meet death bravely?

At that moment, a disciple suddenly burst into the grand hall in a panic.

"Young Master! Terrible things have happened!"

"A guy named Ning Fan has broken in, claiming he’s here to save Su Qingcheng; he’s already breached the formation!"

The disciple’s voice was filled with fear he could not hide.

Just the thought of so many fellow sect members and even Brother Shi Yunzi being easily defeated and killed by Ning Fan made his body tremble.

Hearing Ning Fan’s name, Su Qingcheng’s body shook, and her eyes opened wide.

"Ning Fan... has he really come?!"

She could hardly believe her ears.

In her mind, she had imagined countless times that Ning Fan would appear at the critical moment, saving her from torment.

But these were mere thoughts, for she knew Kunlun wasn’t something Ning Fan could confront.

Yet, to her amazement, Ning Fan had really come?

Xu Yourong’s feelings became incredibly complicated in an instant.

There was surprise, and there was worry.

It was good that Ning Fan had come, but what he was about to face was the entire Feiyu Sect.

In the two days she had spent in the Feiyu Sect, she had come to understand its strength and knew just how powerful it was.

Furthermore, within Kunlun, the Feiyu Sect wasn’t even considered the strongest sect.

In Kunlun, the Five Great Sects ruled over the others, and the Feiyu Sect belonged to the second tier.

Zuo Chengjue frowned, saying coldly, "The scoundrel actually dares to trespass into my Feiyu Sect, he truly knows not what death is!"

"Follow me out, I want to see just how extraordinary this kid is!"

"Yes, Young Master!"

The disciple immediately obeyed, summoning all the disciples in the hall to rush towards the formation.

By the time they arrived, Ning Fan had already killed the disciples who had tried to stop him outside the formation, leaving the square littered with corpses.

The surviving disciples were mostly terrified, hiding and shivering, nearly scared out of their wits.

"Feiyu Sect, surrender Su Qingcheng now, or I, Ning Fan, will leave none of your Feiyu Sect alive!"

Ning Fan bellowed furiously, his thunder-like voice booming across the entire square!

His mighty power, entwined with sky-high killing intent, echoed over the plaza.